I was enjoying the infinite scroll of Tumblr when this photo popped up in front of me. Instantly I was taken by how similar her features are to those of a friend of mine who died suddenly in November of last year. Jane had this incredible 1930′s look to her…thin build, but tallish, short black tresses, high cheek bones and these big doe eyes framed by her stylized kohl brows. She’d have made the perfect muse for my current frame of mind when it comes to photographs. It’s strange to think of her being gone at times. Like when I found a work shirt she loaned me, and I thought “Pop that in the pile for Jane…oh..wait…” It just still strikes me as being unreal.
Jane and I studied Aged Care together. She was an enquiring mind, always digging for answers, always learning. Given her voracious love of books, I’m trying to organise some support for an academic book grant in Jane’s memory, but I’ll talk more about it when I’ve teed up a sponsor. I think I’ll draft up a proposal tomorrow and start getting some feedback on it because it’s something I’m really keen to see happen. Jane would have loved it. Here’s to you, Flo.

Gordon Lightfoot – If You Could Read My Mind
I just love this song so much. It’s one I grew up listening to out of my dad’s album collection, so I think of it fondly.

Gary Puckett & The Union Gaps – Young Girl

Ella Fitzgerald – Dream A Little Dream Of Me

Frank Sinatra – The Way You Look Tonight
I’m not much of a dancer, but a man who twirled the light fandango with me to this would have my undying love forever.
I just downloaded this album, and I’m in love with it. This kitten is super talented and I love her deep voice, it’s enchanting. Haunting, like precipitation bursting from a full storm clouds silver seams. I’m a bit late to the Del Ray love fest…I resist most change, especially musically. I listen to mostly oldies, classic rock and big band stations, so unless I hear a song in someone elses car or it’s a big deal on the Twitter or FB, I’m unlikely to go out of my way to listen to it. Anyway, case in point, I saw a friend post a Lana Del Ray song on FB, I immediately recognised her as the bird who’s banging Axl Rose. (I would have been ridiculously jealous of this during the 90′s, but now it’s just sounds a bit gross, a bit like that Manson/Wood unpleasantness.) I was chuffed to find she not only has a mad set of pipes, but this beautiful highly stylized creepy vibe happening which I instantly adored.
While I’m feeling highly suggestive, wanna recommend a good album?
- I dig vintage & kustom kulture, photography, fatshion, politics, Siamese cats, pickin' antiques and collectibles and the sweet tones of Mississippi's favourite son, Mr E. A. Presley. This is just a personal blog to chronicle my thoughts, inspirations, creations, mistakes and loves. Feel free to get in touch.
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